This is what the end looks like. I would have liked to squeeze a few more inches out of the second towel but no. I can't go on. The loom says it's over so it's over.
There is nothing left to do but cut it off. I hate this part. It's like steeking. It's scary. You know it's all going to fall apart but it never actually does.
Unwinding is scary too. If you have made boo boos on the underside, this is when they introduce themselves.
When it's all over there are little bits and pieces all over the loom. Clean up is easy though. The poles pull right out and it all falls off.
Even though I warped enough for two 30 inch towels, I got one big one and one little one again. I had a big emergency detour right in between the two.
There was a knot in the warp thread that I must have missed. Boo me. That's a rookie mistake.
Now I have to secure the edges by zigzagging them on the machine but I'm in no mood today. I'll put them in a safe spot away from the kitties and tackle them on football Sunday.
This looked like a big success of a project until I realized that I had made the worst mistake of all. I never got around to warping anything to take its place. That's always a bummer. Now I want to weave some more but I got nothing. Nothing. Boo me twice.